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The Perk, Noon, Saturday
Jake was sketching and drinking a latte which consisted more of coffee and syrups than of milk and coffee. From time to time, she glanced down at her deanish like she was wondering what it was doing there.
Across from her sat Krycek, who did know why he had a danish infront of him, and behind the counter the baristas were talking excitedly with each other. The words "...Now I can afford those pair of shoes I was looking at!..." floated over to where Jake and Krycek were sitting.
Jake grinned.
(ooc: open, naturally.)
Across from her sat Krycek, who did know why he had a danish infront of him, and behind the counter the baristas were talking excitedly with each other. The words "...Now I can afford those pair of shoes I was looking at!..." floated over to where Jake and Krycek were sitting.
Jake grinned.
(ooc: open, naturally.)

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Then her eyes widened as something occoured to her. "Uh. Please tell me you've erased the old feeds."
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Judging from her expression, she was wondering what it would take to track Callisto down and have her silenced. Jake didn't have many hang ups, but the changing thing was one of them.
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